Filthy Mudblood

Every Rose Has It's Thorns

Morgan's mouth formed a little 'o' of surprise as Odin barrelled into her. Flushing as he caught her, her face broke out into a grin. She rolled her eyes at his compliment, but dimpled and took his arm. "Aww, what? Not even an ice cream?" She pouted as they began to walk. "What could possibly be more important than ice cream?" She said it in a joking manner, but cocked her head as a sign of curiosity.

Every Rose Has It's Thorns

Morgan had spent most of the day practicing her flute, using the same excuse to get out of most classes. She didn't do it often, but there was something about today that made her fidgety- the only thing that could soothe her was music. Checking her watch, she sighed and packed the instrument away into its case. She needed to talk to Odin, seeing as she hadn't all day. Knowing he would be at wrestling, she headed straight there, hovering anxiously outside the door.

Every Rose Has It's Thorns

@Filthy Mudblood I love it! post! I say Morgan and Odin have been long time friends and Odin like you but is a little scared because of how long he has known you and he has seen what youve done to previous boyfriends even though he knows he would treat you better than they did. Lets say odin also gives you rides home regularly! If thats okay

@iHxzardx

Good idea! I was actually thinking about them being good friends, but I didn't want to say it straight off ^^

Every Rose Has It's Thorns

Hope this is okay :)

Hider

Name: Morgan Clarke

Age: 16 years old

Appearance:

Face-
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Clothing-
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Personality: Morgan is open and bubbly, almost always smiling. She's a little quiet in school, preferring to blend into the background instead of standing in the limelight. She has a temper, though, so you wouldn't want to push her too far. She has a decent sense of humour, making primarily dry, sarcastic comments when she feels the need instead of puns.

She plays the flute and does gymnastics, competing at national level for both. Has a smal crush on Odin (if that's ok), but would never say anything about it, mainly due to her shyness but also because of her knowledge of him being a bit of a catch for the girls.

Every Rose Has It's Thorns

@CherriesJubileecan I join? Or is it too late? :3

High School 1x1?

Hi there! Thanks for taking your time to read this :)

So I'm gonna be super blunt and straight-to-the-point here, so I apologise if anyone reads this and thinks I'm being rude- I'm not, I'm just eager to put this up xD

What I'm looking for is a partner who is active, willing to play a male role (or female, without romance), and at least at a casual level of writing. I tend to only play female characters and I'm only really interested in heterosexual romance.

I'm craving a high school slice-of-life roleplay at the moment, so I'm not really interested in anything else; I'd put up a fancier, more detailed interest check if I wanted a wider range of options.

The last thing I'm going to say is that I'd really like my partner to make a very brief CS of the character they're going to play, including a realistic picture. It just gives me a rough idea of the roleplay :3

Well, that's it. I really want to get started soon, so tell me if you're interested either through PM or below.

Thanks.

Lunox Island (Can Love Survive?)

K, so... Nev convinced me to change Cat... But I wouldn't mind some feedback on what you guys think.

And when I say change Cat I mean like... Completely new character. -cough-

Max

B A S I C S

_{5'2" || 107 lbs || Brown Eyes || Natural Brunette (Bleached) || Fair Asian Skin}

||name|| Megan "Max" Chen
||age|| 23
||gender|| Female

G E T T I N G T O K N O W M A X

||background|| Max grew up in the rural south of the United States, though both her parents were born in South Korea. She grew up an American, knowing little of her own culture. After getting introduced to the music at a young age, Max found that she loved singing and the smiles she could get from people when she sang. She had a loud and charismatic personality.

She found that people grew to love her quickly and would often become very protective of her. She did, however, have her fair share of enemies. Not everyone could see past the small framed girl's choice in clothing. She often was called names growing up and being an only child, it was hard to deal with. Even her friends didn't really understand.

Max often hid her true interests, trying to fit in but she found that dresses, skirts, and long hair weren't her thing. People often assumed that she was lesbian, as she certainly dressed the part. But Max wanted to prove to everyone that though she preferred pants and short hair, she was never less the girl than her peers.

It wasn't until Max turned 20 that she really took to trying to be herself and love that side of herself. She decided that she'd spent far too long hiding and not nearly enough time loving herself. Her parents were nearly as receptive as she'd thought, thinking she was lying to them about her sexuality. She was soon kicked out because of the misunderstanding, causing many many more to crop up.

Knowing that America might not be very receptive of her, she moved to South Korea and hunted down an agency that was willing to take her on. From there, she became a part of M*NE (Pronounced 'Mine'), a singing and dancing group comprised of three girls.

After two years of being with the group, Max was asked to enter a show on the premise that she could promote the group internationally.

||personality|| Playful - Adorable - Tomboy - Active - Confident - Comfortable

Max is anything but normal. She plays like a guy and flirts like a girl. She punches like a guy and dances daintily like a girl. She makes cracks at every turn and is never afraid to be herself. Every now and then you'll find she gets 'that look' in her eyes. A proud and fierce look. And then it would immediately turn into a ear to ear smile.

Max has her own particular style. She loves the color pink and other considerably 'feminine' colors but hates the frills and cold air that come with dresses. She loves capris, skinny jeans, jean jackets, etc. She finds that it's easy to be both masculine and feminine and loves to play with that balance.

When presented with new people, Max is never last to introduce herself, often making large gestures that make people feel awkward but soon soften their hearts to her. She never feels awkward and can always find something to laugh about.

Max's one thorn is her parents. She hates talk of parents and her sexuality. She feels that her sexuality shouldn't define her appearance and likewise. She also prefers simply not to discuss such a hard conversation as her parents. She often avoids drama, preferring to let others have their way rather than push for her own desires. She'd rather others be happy than jump into drama that would only cause more harm.

Max more than anything just likes to see other happy. She has always been very good at turning off her desires for the sake of others but will this show prove otherwise?

S P E C I F I C S

||what they look for in a partner|| Max doesn't really want a partner currently. She feels no need for anything more than friendship and never really looks for anything more. She generally treats everyone the same and doesn't feel the same sexual attraction that most people seem to experience. She finds others attractive but has never felt the need to 'attack' anyone in that manner.

If anything Max would just want someone to share in her joy.

||reason for joining show|| Contract? Max would have never joined if she weren't obligated through her contract.

||other|| Max absolutely loves makeup and loves doing other peoples makeup for them. She also likes doing other people's hair, for whatever reason.

@HylianRose

They were both gorgeous characters, but I do like this one just a teeny bit better xD

Lunox Island (Can Love Survive?)

*slides in* I hope it's okay to still join :3

The Queen of Sarcasm

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name
"I'd tell you if I wanted you to know."
Astrid Daley

age
"Young enough to be here."
Twenty-three years old

gender
"Is that supposed to be an insult? Wow. I'm wounded."
Female

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background
"Is this some kind of interview? Are there hidden cameras set up waiting for me to burst into tears?"
Astrid has always been a spirited girl, never following the rules in and out of school from the moment she could walk. Her intelligence kept her from being expelled, however, but that didn't stop her parents from becoming exasperated with her rebellious antics. Her parents, surprisingly, were a relatively normal middle-class couple, living in a small house in the outskirts of London. It was as much of a surprise to them as their second child popped out as a screaming bundle of anger- a stark comparison to her brother, two years older than her and a golden child.

Astrid had a tricky relationship with her parents, her mother in particular, as she grew up. Her brother, Michael, would be the peacekeeper in the house, but that couldn't put a stop to her doing whatever she could to annoy their parents. This included starting to play the violin- which shocked everybody; to see such a restless girl play an instrument linked with such tranquility. She would spend hours screeching out tunes on the instrument, much to the despair of her family, until she would master piece after piece; each one increasing in difficulty and complexity.

By the end of high school, she was still hanging around with the 'wrong people', doing reckless things, smoking cigarettes, going to parties and making bad choices. Astrid was kicked out of the house the minute she was old enough; and, despite her parent's reassurances that they still loved her, contact between her and her family gradually faded away to only one person- Michael, her brother. The two made sure to text and call each other at least weekly, updating eachother on their lives and being there to rant and rave about whatever had upset them recently. While Michael was travelling the world, his success rising alongside his fame, Astrid stayed in London, sharing a small flat with a few of her friends, partying throughout the night and busking on the streets with her violin during the day. It wasn't a great life, and she was used to going without luxuries, but she was happy. At least, she tells herself she is.

personality
Reckless ☩ Witty ☩ Passionate ☩ Guarded
Astrid is the classic bad girl that good girls are warned not to be friends with. She is narcissistic, blunt and some would say just plain rude upon first encounter. She makes the point very clear that she doesn't care what people think about her, especially when it comes to first impressions. In reality, she actually has a methodical series of walls she has built around herself to keep people out. It is easy to say that she is damaged, what with her careless attitude towards her own safety and her yearning for attention.

Her humour is something that she tends to use to deflect empathy. If someone is trying to understand her, she will more than likely shoot a few witty insults at them as a warning to back off, yet another aspect of herself that she has moulded into defence. She has certainly deserved the nickname 'Queen of Sarcasm', that's for sure, never being far from making a cheeky comment or two on current situations. Although some see the funny side, she doesn't really have a limit to her jests, and remarks like those seem to just roll off her tongue of their own accord.

She's pretty cocky when she wants to be, which often leads people to believe she is big-headed and selfish, which couldn't be further away from the truth. Underneath all of the anger at the world and the defensiveness, Astrid is deeply, deeply unstable. She is not the maniacal unstable that so many would at first believe about her, she's far more self-depreciating, untrusting and sensitive than that. Behind that expertly-placed mask, she overthinks every word said, blames every tiny mistake on herself, and believes the only way she can stop herself from hurting others is if she pushes them away. She thinks that her unwavering loyalty and fierce love is the most vulnerable part of her, when, in actual fact, it is the the strongest. This delicate aspect to her is very hard to find; it is the one part of herself that she doesn't dare to show off, or exaggerate. The time when this side of her is most dominant, and easiest to locate, is when she is playing her violin. She sees it as an extension of her soul; the way she communicates her true feelings is through the instrument, and she views it as the most precious part of her life.

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what they look for in a partner
"Someone that can handle me, I guess."
When first asked, Astrid would of course say that she was only interested in someone as reckless as she, someone that wasn't afraid of breaking the rules. She has always been attracted to the people that burn bright and harshly, leaving nothing but destruction in their wake. She's had her fair share of abusive relationships, that's for sure, but she still can't seem to understand that she deserves better.

What she needs is completely different, however, and -deep down- she knows this. She needs someone that can soften her harsh edges, placate her occasional madness and bring out the more sensitive, romantic side of her.

reason for joining show
"I'm regretting this already."
After joking around about it with her friends, she was dared to apply. Of course, being Astrid, she did. When she received news of her acceptance, she became the laughing stock of her 'gang', but they soon realised what it really meant and ended up encouraging her to go. Reluctantly, she finally agreed to take part, without bothering to let her family know- excluding her brother, of course.

other
"You must know enough by now."
- Speaks with a British accent
- Only smokes when stressed, or when trying to prove a point.
- Has her belly button, ears, and cartilage pierced.

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100 Days of Summer

I apologise if I posted too early, but I'm unsure of how active I'll be for the next few days and the last thing I want is for people to have to wait for me :3

@Bourgeoisie@FaithsRose@HylianRose@Teddiplier

100 Days of Summer

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The mention of food brought caused a very unladylike growl to come from Alyx's stomach, and she shifted uncomfortably, rustling her bag in an attempt to disguise the sound. As per usual, she had skipped breakfast, opting against consuming any of her Aunt's lose-weight rabbit food.

"...she talked him to death."

Now distracted from her empty stomach, she shot Calum a questioning look, quickly replaced with a haughty smile. "Oh, no, I definitely didn't talk him to death." It took a lot of her willpower to refrain from making a joke about going 'down under', but thankfully her attention was diverted to Elizabeth as she suggested the pair sharing a room. Alyx took a moment to think, letting a gleeful smile spread across her features as her mind wandered to what sharing a room with Elizabeth may actually be like. A series of cliché scenarios played in her head; including pillow fights, midnight talks about boys, and hair braiding. However, all she said was, "sounds like fun."

She rolled her eyes at Calum's protest towards getting settled in and fell into step beside Loki and Rose, "you guys excited?" She questioned, attempting to start a conversation. She had never felt quite as comfortable around them as she had with Calum and Elizabeth, but being with them never failed to put a smile on her face. "You'll never guess what I found in my bag this morning." She offered them a devilish grin and slightly angled herself to reveal a flash of the lacy fabric of the thongs her Aunt had left her with in the corner of her bag. Alyx's eyes darted across them to take in their reactions and hastily zipped the bag up once more. She opened her mouth to say something else, but stopped herself as she peered into her and Elizabeth's room. Perfect.

The satisfied smile slid from her features, however, as Calum announced that he wanted the room next door to hers. She felt her stomach twist strangely, and although there was the familiar annoyance that he would be so close by, she felt an odd apprehension at the thought. Maybe she could talk about it with Elizabeth later? She'd know how to get rid of it.

"Great." She murmured, for once she hoped that he hadn't heard her dig. "Stuck with him for 100 days and nights."

Dropping her bag just inside their room, hearing a worrying clang of metal, she shrugged apologetically."Remind me not to pack my makeup bag and straighteners in the same bag ever again." Alyx groaned and flexed her aching arm, rejoining the others and offering Elizabeth a wink.